Chapter 117: The late emperor’s youngest son?



Zhao Jun, the head of the Imperial City Administration, is also the head of the Political System Institute?

A position above the prime minister?

The news instantly caused an uproar in the court.

The expressions of many high-ranking officials, including the Three Commissioners, Privy Councilors, and Six Ministers, changed drastically.

They never expected that the newly established department would have nothing to do with them.

Not to mention the head of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, even the position of alternate director, which was equivalent to that of deputy prime minister, was held by Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan, not by these people.

This means that in the past they had absolute power in their respective departments and even the prime minister could not control them.

Now he is being bullied by the Constitutional Yuan, and has fallen from being the top leader or second in command of the highest-level power department to being the top leader or second in command of a secondary power department.

How is this possible?

For a moment, the entire court was in chaos, and hundreds of officials stood up and asked Zhao Zhen to withdraw his order.

However, Zhao Zhen turned a deaf ear and said loudly: "Call Zhao Jun!"

"Announce Zhao Jun!"

Wang Shouzhong's loud voice echoed throughout the Chuigong Hall, and many ceremonial officials outside the hall shouted loudly.

When all the officials heard this, they immediately stopped talking and turned around to look.

They all wanted to stretch their necks to see what the legendary Zhao Jun looked like, who could be entrusted with such an important task by the emperor.

Where is Zhao Jun at this time?

In the pavilion behind Chuigong Hall.

This was the place where the emperor would temporarily rest before attending court.

At this moment, he was wearing a Diao Chan crown and clothes, with a red robe on the upper body and a red skirt on the lower body. That is, he wore a scarlet silk robe and skirt, lined with a white flowered silk middle layer, and tied with a large belt.

He then wore a scarlet silk knee-guard tied with a leather belt, a square curved collar, and hung a jade sword, jade pendant, and brocade ribbon on it. He also wore white silk socks and black leather shoes.

This is the court dress worn by officials of the first and second ranks.

In the Song Dynasty, there was a distinction between court dress and daily dress. Since Song Renzong was more diligent in his early years and attended court every day, all officials had to wear court dress when they met him.

After the court session, everyone returned to their own offices and changed into their provincial uniforms, which were the common daily office clothes.

The specific styles of daily clothes are mostly "wearing a fu hat on the head, wearing a curved collar with wide sleeves, and a leather belt around the waist". The ranks are divided by color, such as green for officials above the seventh rank; red for officials above the fifth rank; and purple for officials above the third rank.

Zhao Jun was granted the title of Duke of Song, a first-rank nobility, so his court dress was the same as that of princes, dukes and other royal family members or prime ministers, and he wore a Diao Chan crown and clothes to court.

He yawned and almost fell asleep while sitting on a chair in the back pavilion of the Chuigong Hall.

This morning court session was such a bummer.

He had to get up at three o'clock in the morning, and even had to get up after two o'clock to put on his court clothes, which were taken care of by the palace maids and eunuchs sent by the emperor.

After returning from the back garden yesterday, Zhao Jun thought that the establishment of the Constitutional Court would require some preparation before anything else.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhen and Lu Yijian were the type of people who acted decisively. Since they were ready to start, they might as well announce it the next day to avoid dragging it out any further.

As a result, when Zhao Jun finished dealing with the affairs of the Imperial City Administration and was about to go to Shuxiangfang to find someone to print leaflets and notices, Zhao Zhen sent someone to deliver court clothes and casual clothes, and informed him to get up at two o'clock the next morning to attend the morning court.

This is a bit outrageous.

In fact, Zhao Jun didn't expect to start so soon.

He still has some work to do.

For example, he planned to expand the Imperial City Office and set up two Pacification Offices in the outer city, purchase land and houses, and build his own prisons and imperial jails.

Then I bought a printing factory, prepared to publish a newspaper, and gain control of my own public opinion.

By handling this incident in Kaifeng Prefecture, Zhao Jun realized that it was very necessary to control the power of public opinion in the Song Dynasty.

It just so happened that he needed to print a large number of announcements to deal with the matters of Wuyou Cave and Guifan Tower, so he planned to buy a printing factory to control public opinion.

In the future, when the Song Dynasty becomes strong and has the confidence to compete with the Liao Kingdom and the Western Xia, it can completely turn the offensive and let the newspapers madly attack the Liao Kingdom and the Western Xia, divert internal conflicts, and let the Han people direct their hatred towards other ethnic groups.

But he never expected that Zhao Zhen was so anxious to get him to take charge of the Constitutional Council as soon as possible. They discussed it the day before and announced it the next morning, leaving him no time to prepare.

"It's unbearable. From now on, I have to get up at three o'clock every morning to go to work."

Zhao Jun rubbed the tears that came out of his eyes due to yawning, while Yan Wenying, the deputy governor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, served him carefully.

At this moment, a young eunuch came in from outside, bowed and said, "Master Zhi, His Majesty is here to summon you!"

"knew."

Zhao Jun stood up from his chair, stretched, and said, "Lead the way."

Yan Wenying quickly bowed and said, "Chief, this way."

As he said this, he took Zhao Jun out of the back pavilion.

The sky outside the rear pavilion was already brighter, because after the morning court session, which included the initial state affairs and a series of other matters, it was already past six in the morning.

The sky was gray, and the late autumn wind in early September made people feel a little chilly, making Zhao Jun shiver.

Walking to the side corridor of Chuigong Hall, through the paper windows and the candlelight inside, I could vaguely see how many people were standing there.

It was quite quiet inside. Zhao Jun didn't know what the officials were talking about just now, but he could tell with his toes that they were probably all looking at him eagerly.

He wanted to see who he was and how he could become the leader of these people second only to Zhao Zhen.

Soon Zhao Jun arrived at the door of Chuigong Hall.

In an instant, countless pairs of eyes looked over. Those who were able to attend the court were basically officials of the fourth or fifth rank or above in Bianliang, and they were all wearing vermilion or crimson court robes.

Court robes came in purple, crimson, and green, and their styles varied from those of ordinary wear depending on rank. Some wore xiezhi horns, some wore three-beam crowns, and still others wore Jinxian crowns. Hairpins, waist belts, jade pendants, and brocade ribbons all varied.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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